While they were eating, Jesus took bread, and after giving thanks he broke it, gave it to his disciples, and said, “Take, eat, this is my body.”Matthew 26:26, nET
I cannot remember the last time I had the privelege to be in church on the first Sunday of the year. The privelege to take communion with my church family moved me today. Communion is a deep again. A deep place of repetition in which the author of Luke included:
This is my body which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me.”Luke 22:19b, NET
As I sat thinking about communion, the word “body” began to echo in my heart.
Jesus the Christ, the God of the Heavens, had a body.
I’m reminded of the lyrics, “What if God were one of us?”
A saviour came at Christmas. He had skin, bone, and marrow. A slob like one of us. A body with bodily functions and bodily needs. Hygiene and health and good food were important to Jesus the Christ in a human body. Boundaries of self were important.
The events of this morning gave me a way forward for many things this year. While it may only be for a season, I’m going to follow this word “body” for a little bit and find out where it leads me. ❤